Robert hated having anyone in his library, yet now he did this here?
“Oh, help me throw that away. I forgot to,” Jasmine said from the door.
CHAPTER 4
“What are you doing in my library? You know I hate people in it.”
Robert’s voice came low and sharp as he walked in behind Jasmine, his presence filling the room like a storm.
I froze, still holding the condom between my fingers, then quickly dropped it and lifted the box I had grabbed the one with the documents.
“I’m sorry,” I said, my voice quiet. “I just wanted to grab some personal things.”
Robert scoffed and stepped forward, snatching the box from my hands. His eyes swept over it with disgust.
“Personal things?” he sneered. “You have personal things?”
He laughed, but there was no humor in it. Just ice.
“Everything you have is mine. My money paid for it. You don’t deserve to own anything, not even a pen. You should throw it all away.”
He started rifling through the box, careless, like the contents meant nothing.
“That’s our marriage certificate, Robert,” I said softly, watching him.
He barely glanced at it before shoving the box toward the corner of the table. Papers slipped out and scattered to the floor.